Indian Go!
Episode 97's

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Without a second thought, Indi quickly ran through the crowd. He even now forgets, that before this vision, he could not even move from where he stood.

But now it's a different thing. He could not resist, the expression of groaning and gnashing of the people tied in the middle of the pole. He could not resist, the pain that came not only from every inch of burning skin, but also from their emotions, who were constantly screaming for help.

Only through sight did Indi soon know that the lives of the three people she saw never went normally at all.

The more painful thing for Indi, was to see hundreds of people who were just silent, as if the thing they were witnessing was normal. He was clearly no stranger to what he was seeing right now. He wanted to save those who were now burning, before his eyes.

Just when he was in the middle of the fireplace, the place changed. The vision that Indi saw, now wrapped in shadow, then disappeared. From behind the Indi, pieces of a vision are now reassembling. Slowly, Indi can see another event that begins to move.

“We heard, the father can help our economic conditions,” said a middle-aged man.

The facial sharpness and lines on each skin, making Indi can conclude that he is a rough worker. However, another thing that Indi also realized, is that the emotions of this man are also rude.

In front of the man, stood an old old man with old man clothes in general (this depends on which country you come from. For even Indi could not tell from which country the vision he saw was now), with a boy who seemed to be between ten or twelve years old. The boy was dressed in an orange sleeveless T-shirt, with a pattern of old cartoon series that Indi could not remember (although he had been forced to try).

Indi tried to spread his gaze. The scene he saw at this time, was in a small room, with a size that was not much larger than the warehouse space of the Indi school. The room was covered by very unaesthetic boards, and looked weathered. There were only two old rattan benches in the room, and a small crucifix hanging in the middle of the wall.

The old man then elaborated on his smile, “Sorry sir, but what happened yesterday was a mere coincidence. Neither me nor my grandson ever knew how it could happen,” the old man said kindly.

Slowly, the look of the middle-aged man, changed. Our face is red, “I came here well. There's not much I ask for, just a little help for me and my family. I never even bothered that you and your granddaughter are now playing black magic or allied with the devil. As long as you can help me,” ask the man in a tone that starts to snap.

“Again, I apologize that my grandson cannot help you. After all he was just a kid, and again we never knew how it could happen. And I'm sure what happened to that person has nothing to do with my grandson,” obviously the grandfather is still with his soft speech.

“Halah! You talk too much, old man! Just tell me you want your grandson's abilities for yourself. You want to use it, don't you! You gave me no other choice,”

The man then violently pulled the boy's hand from the grasp of the old man in front of him. The boy started crying and struggling, trying to let go of his hand.

“Grandpa!” exclaim the boy.

The man quickly pulled the boy, while the grandfather tried to help his grandson while he was in training. “Please, my grandson doesn't know what – is. I've told you the truth. Please, don't bring my granddaughter. He's the only one I have right now,” Grandpa asked.

“Let me go! Let go of me!” say the boy.

Indi did not know how to explain what happened then. But he could tell that he felt an aura that had been there.

In the next second, something Indi never expected happened. The boy slipped out of the man's grasp, and the man slammed a few meters out of the house. What just happened caught the attention of the people around.

With a look of his pain, the man tried to stand up, “The boy. That child is the child of the devil!” said raucous. His eyes stared filled with hatred at the child.

Again, the vision blurred rapidly, and is now replaced with another vision. In front of Indi, he again saw a fire that soared high. Indi recognized. It's still in the same place. He saw the same thing. It was just that, what he saw this time, the house of the old man and the little boy was engulfed in flames.

What else is going on? Batin Indi's. In front of the burning house, stood the boy whom Indi had seen before. His clothes were slightly charred, some bruises were exposed on his brown skin. The boy watched the house burn. Where is the old man? What the hell happened to him?

“Just like the vision you have seen before,” said Noella's voice echoing from where Indi was standing.

“This cycle of suffering will never stop, as long as we are still seen as different from other human beings. They never want to admit, if there is a creation superior to them, namely us,”

The flames Indi saw were still running every inch of wood from the house. Black smoke continued to rise until it touched the sky that afternoon (that was the background Indi saw). Indi fell silent, after all he had seen, he was afraid that this time he would agree with Noella.

“That's my wish Indi. A desire where people like us can live normally. Desire where we no longer need to be people who hide. Desire where we no longer need to hear all the scorn from people who do not understand us at all,” said Noella who this time her voice no longer resonates.

Indi cannot deny it. Especially seeing everything that has ever happened to his life. He is sometimes fed up with all the treatment of his friends. Why should he be forced to adjust to people who are not the same as him, just because he is different. Why aren't ordinary people accepting her condition.

In front of Indi, one by one the events he had seen revolved just like an accelerated video. Suffering. Grief. Rebuttal. Angering. All of these things are felt by Indi at this time. It felt as if a single second could explode, because of what he saw.

“We can stop all this Indi. You can stop him,” now Noella's voice is heard whispering in Indi's ear.

“All you need to do is help me reach it. We do this together,”

The lights of the incident are now spinning faster. Indi is still drowning in the emotions he feels. Both of his palms were clenched. His aura now radiated something different. The color of the eyes slowly changes. Blacker. Something is clearly happening to him. The aura slowly became the same as Noella's aura.

“Ya, like that Indi. All you need to do is vent your emotions, and let me help,”

The next second after second, Noella's aura grew more and more densely wrapped around Indi. Indi had clearly lost control of her. Mind empty. All he felt at this moment was an outpouring of emotion. Noella's aura has now enveloped Indi completely.

“This is finally. Goodbye Indi,” Noella said